Good Names For Rogues

**Completed Novel. This is the first book in the Baxter Brothers series.** Levi Baxter has a bad temper. He always believed he wouldn't have a mate until he catches the scent of a beautiful female his brother saved at a gas station. When his eyes land on Doriane, everything changes. Doriane Scott has a past she is trying to leave behind. While escaping her abusers one frightening night, she is brought into the hands of the most dangerous-looking man she had ever laid eyes on. Can Doriane overcome her past to find safety in the arms of Levi, who promises her protection and so much more? If Levi can't find out how to reign in his temper and his beast, he will lose her for good.

Kasambahay ang pinasukan niyang trabaho ngunit dahil sa isang pagkakamali, isa na siya ngayong Maybahay. Kilalanin si Estrella Dominguez, ang probinsyanang handang makipagsapalaran sa siyudad para sa paghahanap ng trabaho ngunit dahil sa ka-mangmangan, napasok siya sa malaking gulo na babago sa takbo ng buhay niya. Kailangan niyang pakasalan si Sebastian Martinez, ang boss niya sana pero sa isang iglap, magiging asawa na pala niya. Kasal na sila ngunit hindi mahal ang isa't-isa. Posible kaya itong magbago at mauwi sa pagmamahalan o baka naman sa huli ay deborsyo ang kahinatnan?

Masayang namumuhay mag-isa si Daphne bilang Doctor. Hanggang sa nalaman niya mula sa kaniyang Ina na siya pala ay naka-arranged marriage sa isang lalaking hindi niya kilala. Sobrang hirap para kay Daphne na tanggapin na lang basta ang mangyayaring kasal. Kaya naman may isang desisyon siyang hindi niya lubos na pinag-isipan at pinaghandaan. Isang gabi na puno ng pagnanasa at kapusukan. Mas pinili niyang Ibigay ang kaniyang pagkabirhen sa isang estranghero. At sadya namang mapaglaro ang tadhana, dahil ang lalaking kaniyang nakasama nang gabing iyon ay si Treyton Louis Fuentevalle, ang lalaking kaniya pa lang pakakasalan. Ngunit, ang nakapagtataka ay hindi siya naaalala ng lalaki, at ang mas masakit ay ang kapatid niya ang naaalala nito nang gabing sila ang magkasalo. Matutuloy pa ba ang kasal? Makakayanan ba ni Daphne na makasama ang lalaki habang kahati niya ang kaniyang kapatid na higit niyang kinaiinisan? Paano kung malaman niya ang tunay na motibo ni Treyton? Kakayanin pa kaya niya?

In my parents' hearts, there was always a "perfect son" who died too soon. I was just his flawed substitute, while my younger brother was their new hope. They pretended to be poor for 20 years, secretly funneling all their resources to him. While I was in the final stages of stomach cancer, writhing in pain, they were spending millions of dollars to build him a state-of-the-art study room. When the doctor told me to notify my family about hospital bills, I felt helpless, thinking they were just ordinary, broke workers. When my mom finally showed up at the hospital, she grabbed my hand, not out of concern. "Neville is under so much stress with his college entrance exams. Can you not die right now? He can't take it." My dad stood by, wearing a stern expression. "David was way more sensible than you."

When struggling waitress Elira Cruz was forced into entering a contract marriage with cold, ruthless billionaire Caelan Ferrer, she thought she was sealing just another business deal: one year, no emotions, no strings. But behind that icy stare lay hurtful memories Elira unknowingly played a part in. Snowed in by her messy kindness, the man who swore never to love again slowly began to thaw. Secrets begin to unfold underneath. A hidden link ties them much closer than either one would have imagined. Will their fake marriage survive the truth...or will love become the price of revenge?

My girlfriend keeps saying that she comes from a poor family, but she gives her childhood sweetheart a yacht on our anniversary. I text her to ask about this, but all she does is berate me. "Who do you think you are? How dare you stick your nose into my business! I'll give anyone whatever I want. My money, my call. Get lost!" Unbeknownst to her, I'm covered in blood on the other end of the line.

In the third year of our marriage, my wife’s ex-boyfriend of eight years suddenly posted a picture on social media showing off a multi-million-dollar wedding house. His caption read: “Wow, got myself a huge villa, I’m the master of charming women!” I stared in shock at the picture, which showed my wife swiping her card at a sales office, and left a single comment: "?" A second later, my wife called to scold me. “I was just fulfilling a promise I made to him back when we were dating, buying him a house. Why are you getting mad at him?” “What? Are you really going to be so vicious as to force me to break my word?” That evening, her ex showed off another lavish post, this time flaunting a renovation bill worth hundreds of thousands. I knew it was a gift from my wife to please him. But by then, I no longer cared.

Their contract had expired a week ago and considering the fact that Miller's long term crush, Alexia was back from her six months trip, Miller decides to bring her back into the pack. Hurt and betrayed, Summer tries to reject him knowing she'd rather die than become his breeder, “I, Summer Dubios, reject…” Miller's cold voice cut her short instantly, “Summer! Are you out of your mind? You have no right to reject your mate! I’m not done with you yet. I alone have the right to reject you as my mate. Not until I am satisfied with the pleasure you bring, you're still my mate and you'll remain here till I have no use for you and that's final!”

After Raven Fuentes's Childhood sweethearts Lyra Ross is taken by rogue wolves, Raven Fuentes hates me with everything he has. He'd rather spend his nights patrolling in the cold and drinking himself numb than face me, his mate. I care for him, try to please him, do everything I can… but all I get in return is his icy rejection. "The one you wronged is Lyra. If anyone should've been taken, it should've been you—not her." His words crush me. My heart breaks completely. And yet, when I'm attacked by a pack of rogues, it's Raven who throws himself into the fray to save me. He dies under their savage claws. Even in his final moments, he won't look at me. "If I had a choice, I'd never want to be tied to you again." At the funeral, Raven's mother faints on the stone platform holding his body, sobbing uncontrollably. "I should've never forced him into a mate bond with you. I would've rather he ended up with Lyra!" His father strokes his face one last time, his voice shaking with rage and grief. "He saved your life three times! This time, it cost him his own. You owe him three lives, and not even death can repay that debt!" Raven was the captain of the protection force. He spent his life shielding others. Everyone calls him a hero. The only tragedy, they say, is that he married me. And honestly, I agree. They forbid me from attending his funeral. They won't even let me say goodbye. Not long after, I hear the Silvermoon Pack has developed a time-travel device. Without hesitation, I pay the price so that I can go back in time. This time, I'll do what everyone wishes I had done. I'll cut all ties with Raven and stay far away from everyone.

“Camille, I’ll love you forever!” Jameson let out a low, agonized growl. Just as he was about to climax, his phone suddenly began to buzz. He ignored it, of course. Now was hardly the time. However, his phone lit up again. The moment he saw the text on the screen, his body froze. Camille heard him answer the call. “Hello?” In the deep silence of the night, the voice on the phone cut through the stillness, clear and unmistakable. “Jameson, did you know that Sylvia—” Jameson switched languages and cut in with a sharp command, “Keep it down. It's not a good time.” The other person switched languages too, though he was still loud. “The hospital results came in. Sylvia is in the final stages of cancer. She only has a month left! Her last wish is to become your wife. Can you grant her that before she passes?” Jameson’s expression changed immediately. “What?! Wait for me!” He ended the call and turned to Camille. “Camille, something urgent came up. I need to step out for a bit. Be good and stay home. I’ll be back after you’ve had some sleep.” Before she could respond, he rose to wash up, changed his clothes, and left without looking back. Moments later, her phone buzzed. Sylvia: [Camille, you lost. I told you—Jameson has always been mine.] Right above it was a message from three days ago: [If I tell him I have cancer, do you think Jameson will leave you and come to me? I bet he will.] Camille’s gaze slowly shifted from her phone screen to the open bedroom door. What Jameson did not know was that she had already picked up a new language. She understood every word of that call. After a long moment, a faint, bitter smile appeared on her face. “Yeah, I lost...”